Down by the River

Walking down by the river the sun is bright but the air is a cold 29 and the wind goes right through the fleece and sweater that I thought would do it today. But is is beautiful. The river runs quickly, swollen with the run-off from the north. At the boat launch where in a few months I will slip in my kayak, the tall grass at the river's edge is matted down from the snow and earlier seasonal floods giving this wide open view that is lost in the summer;
remnants of a beaver meal chopped down, signs of buds on a few bushes and trees.








Around the area the sound birds are returning, mother bears have been spotted with their cubs walking the neighborhood in search of food, daffodil green is appearing along the southern sides of stone walls and in the yard.

Spring is here!!!